It’s not that we didn’t have sex. Sex at home with my belly ballooning and balding beau was simply routine. He's very vanilla and a very average l...ver with an average dick. BORING.In response to his question, I told T that I never could act on my fantasy because my husband would probably find out. It turns out that T traveled to the suburbs close to the city where I live once every month on business. This provided an opportunity and a temptation but I was too scared of being caught to act on my. ’‘I wouldn’t quite say that hun, but now, I’m going to really start enjoying myself.’She slowly turned to face me. Her eyes had changed. They had a peculiar transparent yellowy green look to them. She grinned at me but I had no idea what was about to happen. Her lips slowly parted as she pushed out her tongue to caress them. Her face came closer to mine until her hair was covering my forehead and eyes. Although we’d just finished it was as if I could feel another erection beginning again. The. On his knees, and stark naked was Mary's husband I lead him out by his ear and asked for an explanation. Pour me a drink I told the fellow as Mary explained how she loved to cuckold her husband, his tiny cock just did not satisfy her. He enjoyed watching, and that sometimes he would participate, she loved to have him eat her after she had been fucked but she never allowed him to fuck her. They had planned their vacation to the island in hopes of finding a big black cock to satisfy her, while he. My slaves are eagerly sought out and good money is paid for them.I turned my attention back to the girl kneeling before me."How do I know that what you are telling me is the truth?"Without a word she shuffled round until her back was to me. Even as a Mistress and knowing the need to punish every so often and sometimes severely, I was shocked. The girl's back was criss-crossed with recent deep welts some of which had broken the skin and there were still, despite the rain, still traces of blood.